Future - Forever Eva lyrics

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Future - Forever Eva lyrics

Yeah, on everything La Familia, forever Future Hendrix, forever The Wizard, Fire Marshall, Super [Hook:] I get that cash forever, ever I blow that money forever, ever Ride in that coupe forever, ever Hang out the brain forever, ever f** all the fame forever, ever I get them racks forever, ever I get them racks forever, ever I rob them racks forever, ever Maison Margiela forever, ever I'm in designer forever, ever I'm in designer forever, ever Hell yeah forever, ever I sell them birds forever, ever I rep the hood forever, ever I rep the city forever, ever I rep my city forever, ever, yeah! Forever, ever, ever, ever Forever, ever, ever, ever Yeah, that's my b**h forever, ever The love that we got is forever, ever I got ya back forever, ever I hit the lot with them racks on me I went to court with that pack on me I had that weed and that molly on me I pour that lean by the gallon gallon I got some rings and they metal yellow Put 25 b**hes in Margiela My heart in the ghetto, it's permanent I'm stuck in the trenches, it's permanent I swear I be hearing my grand daddy talk to me Stack up the mills [?] Rap for these n***as who loyal They gave me away, I'm a orphan Middle finger to my daddy, yeah I had to get designer pair to wear Pop a few shots on 'em, yeah, yeah I lay 'n' play up in Bora Bora [?] I know the ways of them people I seen the doubt in they faces n***as ain't think I would make it I did this sh**, no limitation Prosperity, they no hesitation I keep on moving that work, then I pull off in a spaceship [Hook] I had some dirt on my shoulder, I wiped it off like I was Jigga, mane That thrilla manilla, mane I growed up with dealers, mane I worked in the cold with that pole on me And then I went straight to that bowl on me That yola right there on the stove Stuff all that guala in shoe boxes These b**hes be loving my caterings I told her, "on top I'm an alien" Survive the trenches with wolves I got it and blew out the roof Put two dollars in change on the coupe Put change on your head and you're done I got you hit up with drug money Aggravated by the bullsh** Told you I ain't have a conscience f** around and k** ya mama In them Maison's, I'm framed like Jason That's Maison Margiela, ya follow me? I be everywhere a dollar be I done made it out the poverty I can see 'em when they doubted me No, they should've never doubted me [Hook] [OGD:] We'll take your Freebandz pa**, Brother If you get caught turnt down, your Freebandz pa** is revoked Turn up! Hello